tea thoughtevrything is so blurr...i cant hear my self.
each time i stop at one breathe...each time i wonder y m i running...
y so much search...
this sucks...i dont wanna live like this...
wher r all the dreams gone.
sacrifice comes to my mind...think of the people my life effects...
think of the people look up to me.
i m living for them now...i wil hve my life after.
ther's sm1 i am missing...ther's sm1 my heart ask's for...
this has been a hell of a wait.
its killing me....
i hate the routine...the drag..the wait.
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i comment because i think your art is worthy of being critiqued. not cos i whore myself. not cos i care about being returned the favor. cos *you* deserve it. get it through your heads. if you think i deserve something, thats cool too.
kashi vatli amchi choti moti try photography sati.
[link]
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I'm just a boy, with a comb
my spiral project - [link]
my website - [link]
my space - [link]
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I'm just a boy, with a comb
my spiral project - [link]
my website - [link]
my space - [link]
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